Mother And Son Love

PLEASE NOTE: This is a sequel to an earlier story “Would You Wank Me Please, Mum?” and I strongly recommend that you read that story first, here: https://erotom.com/post_66576

Pat turned around as she walked out of the bedroom, the taste of her son’s sperm still strong in her mouth. Once again, she thrilled to the sight she’d never dreamt of enjoying: her son lying naked, his penis still large but softening after pumping its thick load into her eager mouth.

“Oh yes; there’s plenty you can do for me. I’m lunching with my friend Sheila later but when I get back you can spend the afternoon pleasing me. It should be fun: I think we’ve been waiting years to be intimate. But now I need to calm myself down a bit, have a shower and get ready to go out. I hope you’ll be able to amuse yourself for a couple of hours � but not too much as I want you very perky when I get back!”

She couldn’t resist walking back over to the bed to kiss David once again. As her tongue sought his she quickly stroked his cock and balls before bending over to lick up the last of his seed dribbling from his penis.

“Thank you so much for asking me to please you; it meant more than I’d ever imagined. If I’d known how wonderful it was to be this close to you, I’d have followed my urges a long time ago. I want us to make up for lost time, starting this afternoon.”

David watched her straighten up again and walk away.

“Mum; you’ll never know how much you’ve thrilled me today. I’ve wanted you for so long. I can’t wait to give you as much pleasure as you’ve given me.”

As his mother disappeared into the hallway, he felt as if he was floating; it just felt completely other-worldly. How life had turned around completely in such a short time � and if he could help it there was now years of sex and pleasure ahead. He lay there, excitedly speculating on what thrills the afternoon would bring. He realised that he still hadn’t seen his mother naked and just contemplating that was starting to get him hard again. Incredible...

He was happily fantasising when he started wondering what she’d meant about “calming herself down”. Could it be what he was thinking? And he couldn’t remember hearing her bedroom door closing. Instantly the years rolled back, and he was a young boy, trying to sneak a peek of his mum. Curiosity got the better of him and he got up and walked out into the hall...

When Pat had left her son’s bedroom she had only one thought on her mind: she really needed an orgasm or two - or she’d be like a cat on a hot tin roof over lunch. She had so much sex built up inside her; she had to let it out. In recent years she’d masturbated less and less but she really felt the need now � and she anticipated that she’d be a lot more sexually active in future!

As soon as she’d laid down on her bed she pulled her bath robe open, opened her legs wide and ran her fingers down over her stomach, over her pubes and lightly down her slit between her cunt lips. Sucking a man’s cock had always really excited her, physically as well as emotionally, the evidence of that being her enlarged and very sensitive clitoris. She had quite a pronounced clit and when she was really excited, the soft protective folds of skin protruded noticeably between her lips. And it was certainly obvious today! She wanted a look, to enjoy the sight of her excited body, so she stood in front of the dressing table mirror and opened her legs. And yes, the delicate salmon pink of her inner labia was a sexy contrast to the paler skin of her vulva and the grey-brown of her hair. She gave herself a thrill as she reached down and pulled her lips open, revealing the glistening secrets within.

She was pleased to feel that she was wet, and she wasted no time in laying back down on the bed and allowing her fingers to start working her clitoris. God, it was so hard and almost too sensitive to touch; painful almost. Her efforts were working almost instantly and stabs of pleasure were gripping her within seconds, producing involuntary gasps. She had a tube or two of lube in the bedside cabinet but it was wonderful to feel how wet she was. She was tempted to lick her fingers to taste herself � delicious! She hoped that David would think so too...

She was already close to orgasm, and her gasps had become more intense before she remembered with a start that she wasn’t alone in the house and had even left her bedroom door slightly ajar. She had a momentary stab of fear that David might have heard before she realised that the world had changed a bit � what did she have to hide? So, by angling her head only slightly she could see in the full-length mirror on the bedroom wall that she certainly did have an audience! David was stood in the hallway, a little way back from the door, naked and stroking his cock which she was impressed to see was fully hard again. That was a good sign for this afternoon - why not give him a proper show?

So, she turned it on a bit, writhing slightly on the bed and really making sure that he could see exactly what she was doing. And she had to admit that it was a real turn-on to masturbate with her son watching. She’d always been happy to play with herself if a man wanted to watch but this was something else! But her clitoris was becoming almost too painful with pleasure, so she brought herself to a climax quickly, her body almost exploding with the release of the sexual anticipation built up over the last hour or so. Her back arched and her head threw back as she gasped and moaned without any attempt at silence. She continued touching herself, stroking her full lips and the mouth of her vagina.

Although her clitoris was too sensitive to touch, she knew she wanted more so she pushed her fingers inside her vagina, thrilling to the heat of herself. Curling her fingers she easily found her G-spot, the thrill almost instant. This really emboldened her and, turning her head, she called out.

“David, I know you’re there and enjoying yourself! You might as well come in for a good view!”

He didn’t need to be asked twice and as she continued to lightly caress her G-spot he walked in, his engorged cock swaying invitingly with every step. He stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes drinking in the incredible sight of his mother, legs wide open and two fingers working inside her cunt, the beautiful pink of the inside contrasting with her pubic hair.

She stepped up her fingering and soon her vagina was tingling deep up inside. She could feel the walls of her vagina pulsing and contracting and she knew she was close to orgasm again, although this time would feel completely different to a clitoral climax � and potentially a bit messier... So, as she watched her son continuing to wank, transfixed by such an exhibition by his mother, she eased herself down the bed so that her bum was right on the edge. She worked her G-spot faster and harder until it happened with a huge surge, coming uncontrollably as she climaxed harder than she had for years, crying out with a release of emotion and pleasure. And, as she’d expected � and hoped, she had another release... Her fingers were soaked in her hot juices as she squirted in gushes. What a thrill to feel her hands soaked, the juice running down between her buttocks, over her anus and soaking the very bottom of the duvet. Once again, she couldn’t resist tasting her juice, much sharper and more tangy than the clitoral lubrication. Looking down she was pleased to see that her precautions had worked � most of her juice had squirted onto the carpet about a foot from the bed.

David’s face was a picture; he was absolutely transfixed by her show as he continued to stroke his cock that now looked as if it was going to burst.

“Go on, son; I’m dying to see you come. Go on � shoot your load over my cunt!” (She got a thrill out of talking dirtily to him...) And it seemed to work, almost as if he’d been waiting for permission. He walked up to her, the glistening purple tip of his gorgeous cock only millimetres from her dripping cunt. For a moment she thought he was about to enter her, but that wasn’t part of the plan.

“Just come over me for now. We have plenty to enjoy this afternoon. I just want to see your sperm spurt out over me.”

And with a couple more strokes he did just that! She hadn’t seen a man ejaculate for years, sadly, and it was an intense thrill to see his load pulse out from his beautiful cock, falling in warm gobs on her vulva as she held it open and her thighs and stomach. It obviously wasn’t as much as she’d struggled with when he came in her mouth earlier, but she was still impressed with the volume. Her son clearly was still a very healthy man!

“Mmm. I hoped you enjoyed that as much as I did” she said as she picked up some of his cum with her fingers and tasted it. “I so wanted to see you ejaculate and I may not get the chance this afternoon. It was wonderful watching your sperm splash over me. You did a lot again � what a clever boy!”

“God, mum � what did you expect? It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, watching you masturbate with your legs wide open, showing me what you have. You look fabulous and I hope part of your plans for later is for me to fuck you. I can’t wait to push my cock into you � wherever you want... I’ve fantasised about all this since I was a boy; you can’t imagine how thrilling this is for me. A dream come true!”

“Oh, I think I can imagine, son; it’s the same for me. Except that I’d repressed the desire all this time as I felt guilty. If only I’d known how natural and intimate this all was... But now I really am behind schedule. I still have lots to do before I go out. So off you go and let me get on.”

She stood up, put her arms around his waist and gave him a brief but deep kiss. And moved to turn away.

“Oh, it would be wrong not to give him a kiss as well!” and she got to her knees and put her lips around his still-dripping penis, thrilling once again at the taste of his sperm. She stood again and shooed him out. “I need a wee and a shower before I get dressed. I don’t want to be late; Sheila’s always so punctual.”

David was feeling emboldened and instantly decided that this was an opportunity not to be missed. “Can I watch you wee, please, Mum? When I was younger I often heard you in the toilet when I was downstairs and it used to get me so excited.”

Pat didn’t take long to answer. This wouldn’t be the first time she’d urinated for a man (or even a group of them!) and, once again, she had to admit that she’d get a thrill from doing something so personal for her son.

“Ooh, I think I can manage that! It seems a small thing to ask. But for now, it’s just watching. I really don’t have a lot of time for anything else. Come with me, then...”

David was happy to follow his mother as she walked into the en-suite bathroom, excitedly wondering what her “But for now” comment promised. She turned around, opened her bath robe (he still hadn’t seen his mum fully naked...) and sat on the toilet. Just that alone was incredibly sexy for David, her pubes visible between her closed thighs. But then very slowly, very provocatively, she opened her legs until they were as wide as she could get them. She looked at his face, his eyes transfixed on her vulva, the lips open and the inner lips pink against her hair. Knowing she had her son’s full attention and desire brought out the worst in her.

“Is that what you wanted to see? Do you like it? Tell me. What more do you want? You may need to hurry up � I don’t have all day...”

David was desperate now. And hugely excited. His cock was hard again � incredible!

“Oh God, mum; yes, that’s exactly what I wanted to see. I love seeing your pussy wide open between your smooth pale thighs. It looks so hot and wet. And it’s a thrill to think I’ll be sharing another naughty act with you. Watching your mother piss � how hot is that??”

She thought she’d enjoy his desire just a little longer...

“So here I am, spread wide for you. What should I do now...?”

“Bloody hell; I want you to let go and empty your bladder. I want to see your golden stream flood out from between your soft cunt lips and splash into the cold water. Please, mum, please...!”

“That sounds so hot, son. I’d do anything to please you.” And with that, Pat released her muscles. At first there were just a few tantalising drops, glistening as they emerged before splashing individually into the water. But it clearly turned on her son � she didn’t think she’d ever seen a man wank so hard! And then it just erupted out of her; she was dying to go. It poured out in a huge pale gold cascade, making a real noise as it hit the water. The feeling of release was welcome anyway, but she had to admit that feeling her urine gushing out, to the obvious delight of her son, was a real sexual thrill.

“Bloody hell mum, that looks and sounds so fucking erotic! I’m so thirsty for your piss. I’d love to drink it.”

“Not now son; I told you that. But you and I are going to have all sorts of fun this afternoon; just be patient. We’ll have all the thrills we want; you won’t be disappointed.”

Her stream was easing off now but before she finished, Pat held her hand in the stream, thrilling to its heat. “Here, have a little taste if you’d like.” She held up her glistening fingers and got a new excitement as David thirstily licked her fingers, one by one. “If you like that, you might be treated to much more later � if you ask me nicely!” she grinned coquettishly.

“God mum, I want mouthfuls of it. I want to enjoy it, tasty and hot straight out of your body! I’ll beg as much as you want...”

“OK, we’ll see. But now I really must get on. You’re allowed one little lick of my pissy slit (Hell, she loved talking like a slut...) and then you must leave me alone. If you want a taste, get on your knees.”

She stood up, still holding her legs apart, as her son fell to his knees before her. She could feel a few drops of urine run down her thigh but he was on it, licking that up before lapping hungrily at her tasty pink playground. One hand was still stroking his cock whilst she could discern his pleasure by the muffled pants and groans between her legs. She could see it all playing out in the bathroom mirror; it was like watching herself in a film...

But enough was enough. She stepped back slightly and pushed his head back gently with her hands.

“The show’s over for the moment, son. All you have to do for now is relax, make yourself some lunch and try to recover. By the time I get back home I shall be in the mood for some naughty, taboo fun with my sexy boy. I want that big cock as hard as it’ll get!”

As David turned away he had one last question. ”Sheila; I think I’ve met her. Is she the one with plenty of curves and a massive bust? I seem to remember thinking she could be a bit of a girl and fancying her.”

“Yes, that’s her. She certainly has plenty to offer but from what she says I don’t think Bob’s at all interested these days. I think she’s a frustrated woman.”

“Oh well, mum, send her around sometime and I’ll see what I can do for her!” David joked. And with that he walked back to his room.

But his throwaway comment had sparked a thought in Pat. She was going to share her son with no-one for their special afternoon, but David was planning to stay a couple more days.

Hmmm...

A little while later, as she was collecting her car keys from the hall, she found David in the kitchen and handed him a battered box, a little bigger than a shoebox.

“Can you remember when Dad died, I ‘by mistake’ showed you a photo of me in lingerie that he’d taken? You pretended to be so cool about it, but I know you kept it. Well, now’s a good time to share my photos with you. I’ve had a huge thrill so far to be intimate with you and while I’m out you can look through my little collection. You’ll realise that I’ve been a sexual woman all my life and that will help you understand why you’re so sexually interested and active. And there are a few photos of your grandmother as well that I found when my father died. I was born into a liberated family, I now realise, and you’re very much a chip off the old block! You and I were born to it � we’re going to have so much fun. I can’t thank you enough for breaking the ice this morning with your brave request”

And with that, Pat was gone, calling out over her shoulder “I’ll say Hello to Sheila for you!”

The house was uncannily quiet and not for the first time David looked back on the morning and could hardly believe it. He was completely amazed at how the day had worked out. He genuinely was living a dream and felt like pinching himself. And it seemed like there was plenty more to come! Unbelievable...

Holding his breath, he took the lid off the box. And within seconds, he was hard and wanking again...

Part 3 will be on the way soon. What was in the box? And share all the forbidden fun that Pat and her son enjoy when she returns home.

Will Sheila join them before David has to leave? Part 4 will answer that...

And Part 5 promises to be hotter than ever when Pat invites David to stay at the same time as his sister � but there’s only one guest bedroom...